The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-19 02:12:41 -

The rain fell in sheets of grey. It soaked the mud. It drowned the road. Thomas Ashworth walked. His boots were heavy. Water pooled in the toes. He did not look up. He looked forward. The forest closed in. The trees were old. Their bark was black. The leaves were gone. It was winter. Or it felt like winter. The air was cold. It bit his face. It cut his throat. Thomas was a soldier. He had been...

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